Pablo walks towards Micheal. “Let me give you a piece of advice, brother, stay the f_ck out of my personal life.”
“This isn’t your life, it’s mine. Anastasia belongs to me.” He said angrily.
“Even in your dreams, brother, she isn’t. Stop wasting your life on some one who wished you were dead.” He scoffed.
He turned to leave to his room, but stopped at what Micheal said. “You’re a disgrace to our mother’s womb.”
Pablo got high at his words. He turned to him, holding him by the collar. “Say that again.” He said, his voice sounding deep and hard.
“You’re a disgrace to our mother’s womb.” He repeated with boldness.
Pablo dashed him an unexpected blow on his left eye and it was going to create another fight among them. The boys who held him before tried to stop him, he threw an angry glare at him.
“Any one who touches me, I’m gonna ki|| him.” They backed away from him.
He returned his gaze to Micheal who’s affected eyes had swollen from the blow. “If you ever talk $h|t to me again, I’m gonna ki|| you.” He left the scene, exiting the house to where he parked his car.
“You have to do some thing about this, Anastasia.” Clarabelle said after they had left the scene.
“What am I supposed to do?” She sighed, frustrated. “I never expected this to get this bad. I just don’t know when Micheal will let my life be. I’m so f_cking tired of all these.”
“That’s why you have to talk to Pablo, tell me about all these. The more this keeps going on, I don’t see a good future for the Escobar’s.”
“I just hope he listens to me.”
“He will.”
“I hope so.”
****
Pablo went to their clubhouse to drink and get away with what happened between him and his brother. He was beginning to see reasons why he had to accept being the next mob leader.
He had always thought Micheal was sensible until today, Micheal is just a jerk @zz without a brain. He returned home late that night, heading to his room. Anastasia came a few minutes after.
“You’re a mess.” She said from the door, glaring at him.
“I’m always a mess, Ana.” He said, sitting on his couch.
“I’m talking of your wounds, you should have gotten them treated.”
“I don’t wanna go to the hospital or the clinic, they both suck for me.”
“No one loves the hospital or clinic, but you need their attention or you get infected.”
“You can help me treat them, can’t you?”
“I’m not a nurse, Mr Escobar.” She reminded him.
“But you’re my addiction. And whoever is my addiction, becomes my medication.”
“I’m being serious right now.”
“And so am I.” She was feeling pity for him and how he always gets hurt because of her. “Don’t worry, I’ll be fine.”
“You keep saying that all the time.”
“And you keep acting like you aren’t worried about me.”
“Of course, I am. You should have seen the looks on my face.” She sighed. “I honestly don’t like the way things are turning out, you can’t keep on fighting with your brother all because of me. You always end up getting hurt.”
“Look, Ana, brothers are meant to h@ťě each other, and to fight each other when necessary. And this isn’t just a normal fight, it’s a fight for love. It’s either one loses and the other gains or none wins at all. But I ain’t gonna lose, not to any one, and not even to him.” He touched her face. “So like I said, you don’t have to worry about me.” He points at his bruises. “They don’t hurt any more.”
“They still hurt to me.”
“Then heal me.”
“With what?” She asked.
He stands up from the couch, walking towards her. “I should ask you that.” He said.
Anastasia walked backward. “Pablo, what are you doing?”
“What does it look like I’m doing?” He said, walking closer to her.
Anastasia leaned against the door, her hand took hold of the door knob to open it when Pablo shuts it close with his hand above her head. “Pablo?”
He wasn’t listening to her, his other hand held her waist, “Where do you think you are going to?” He asked in a deep but seductive tone.
“Pablo, what has gone over you?” She asked, trembling under his touch.
“You have gone over me, Ana.” He whispered. “You have gone over me.”
“I… I don’t… I don’t understand.” She stammered.
“You will after I am done.”
“D… Done? Done with what?” She asked, her eyes wide open.
There came a knock on the door, interrupting them. Anastasia silently thanked her stars for whosoever it was. “Who’s that?” He asked, a hint of anger in his voice.
“Pablo, it’s me, Fred. Can we have a word?”
Pablo looked at Anastasia, “We’ll have this done with some other time.” He leaned and kissed her cheek.
Anastasia pulled away from the door, while he left with Fred. What was he up to? She asked herself, touching the cheek he had just kissed.
She smiled.
****
“What’s going on between you and Micheal?” Fred started.
“Honestly, I really don’t know what’s going on with him. He’s been acting hot-headed lately.”
“Wh@ťěver the reason might be, I suggest you have to work at your odds. It’s really unfair to watch brothers fight against each other just for a girl. Who does that?”
“It wouldn’t have led to this if only he had minded his d@mn business.”
“You two are just so funny. I was actually thinking you two fighting is actually because of some thing else until Micheal made mention of Anastasia this noon which resulted in the crazy fight we had. Look, I don’t know why this is happening but trust me, all these are gonna create a dark future for the three of vus. You know what I mean, don’t you?”
Of course, he does. And that’s definitely war.
“I love her because he chose to hurt her. At first, I never wanted this feeling, I never dreamt I’d come back home and find love,” he scoffed. “It just happened. Fate just happened and each time I try to let every thing about her go and stop thinking about her, I just can’t stop because it’s all in my head like a box of memories I can never forget. He gave me reasons why I have to love her, and I chose those reasons.
I never wanted this either, I never wanted it in the first place. But you know, some times we meet hard moments and we have no choice but to face it. I don’t think I care about what he’s up to, I’m ready for wh@ťěver it is.“
“I understand. Right now, my concern is this will create hatred between us. And I fear one of these days our father will find out about this.”
“You don’t have to worry, Fred, you don’t want you to. All I need from you is your trust and support, can you do that for me?” He requested.
“Don’t worry, you have my full trust and support.”
“Thanks, bro.” He hugged him. “I really appreciate it.”
All Pablo needs is his trust and support against the future. He knows there’s much to face when he finally becomes the new leader, so right now, he needs to gather all the trust he’ll need to face Micheal.
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To Be Continued..